Camello Patagónico

Weh-weh-weh-weh-weh-weh
Wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wha
Weh-weh-weh-weh-weh-weh-weh
Wah-wah-wah-wah-uh-wah-wah
Weh-weh-weh-weh-weh-weh
Wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah
Weh-weh-weh-weh-weh-weh-weh
Wah-wah-wah-wah-uh-wah-wah

Nuts flying, bricks rolling
Nervous spoons behind a curtain
A scarecrow full of nests
Hears the silence of an old drum

Sugar and salt spider webs
Pianos on fire under the sea
Octopuses who want to put out the fire
With dry drops of black dew

And the statue of the bald singer sings (tatarara-tara-rararara-tara)
And over her mane, empty cages flutter (empty cages)
Something's wrong (weh-weh-weh-weh-weh-weh
Wah-wah-wah-wah-uh-wah-wah
Something's wrong (weh-weh-weh-weh-weh-weh
Wah-wah-wah-wah-uh-wah-wah

The thorny necklace
Broken by the two Fridas
The pendulum comes, the pendulum goes
With an eye that someone’s about to cut
Glass ties in a honey sky
A Golem reflected in the Aleph
And alone in the library of Babel, Godot keeps waiting

With soft clocks and Honolulu flowers (chu-chururu-churururururu-ruru)
And on a bed, Cronopios and Famas dance
Something's wrong
Something's wrong

The exquisite corpse will drink the new wine
The man with the pipe got his hat switched
A soluble fish and a splashing umbrella
The Andalusian dog is bitten by the bull from Guernica
The lovers finally see each other
They lift the veil and kiss on the belly of King Ubu
From the labyrinth of loneliness
The world today seems like a better place
Something's wrong
Something's wrong (something's wrong)

(Trice!)
(Something's wrong)
(Number nine)
(Trice!)
(Number nine)
Something's wrong
Something's wrong
Something's wrong
Something's wrong
(Wawawawawawawa)

Güoh
Behhh
Güoh
Güoh